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Chapter 64. Azeroth Anecdote

Inside Stormwind Castle

In the flowery royal garden, a tall black-haired boy who looked twelve or thirteen years old was playing with a boy of his age.

Of course, it was a boy's game. The training wooden swords collided with the wooden swords, and the half-aged boys were excited by the imitation game of burning blood.

"Hurry up, stand up Bell!"

"His Royal Highness Varian, can you change the game?" Bell picked up the sword that fell on the ground with a bitter look, and held it in front of him again.

The difficulty of this game is not to beat Varian, but to "play with the prince" to the point of training Varian without hurting his self-esteem and maintaining his self-confidence.

"Is there really no problem with the origin of that child?"

King Ryan looked at his son lovingly, and then his eyes stayed on Bell, who was training with him. His eyes flowed deeply. After a while, he asked his friend next to him in a deep voice.

"You've asked this question many times, Ryan."

Losar, who was dressed in aristocratic clothes, sighed, raised his glass and took a sip of wine, looking at Bell and said

"That's a good kid, and Varian needs a playmate his age. We've been so busy lately that we don't have time for him to grow up..."

"Is it bad?"

"No..." Lothar organized the language and said to his friend.

"The green 'orcs' invading from the black swamp are constantly plundering civilians. Their strength is very strong. Although their equipment is simple, one-on-one our soldiers are not their opponents."

"On top of that, the terrain of the Black Marsh has prevented our troops from going deep, and these greenskin orc armies have taken the Deadwind Pass and started their assault on Redridge. And most of all, I suspect these intruders are not from our world…"

"Not from our world? You mean..." King Ryan frowned

"I think it's time for me to visit our old friend." Lothar said seriously

Another friend he and Ryan had grown up with, the guardian of the Tirisfal Council, the master of Karazhan, and the astral mage Medivh might know something.

But it wasn't these things that made Lothar decide to find Medivh...

Lothar didn't know whether to report to Ryan, the information from an elementary school apprentice in Medivh, about their friend... crazy information.

Lothar felt a strong and uneasy premonition. From before this series of events was triggered, he always had a suffocating and indescribable sense of oppression.

"Father, Uncle Lothar."

Seeing that his father and Lothar's boy stopped the "game" with Bell, he was a little excited and reported to his relatives as if he was taking credit.

"Bell said he dreamed of the Holy Light last night!"

"It's not Chivarian, every citizen who is inspired by the Holy Light may dream of the Holy Light."

Lothar touched Varian's head and said kindly and earnestly.

"But in any case, it's not advisable to use friends' secrets as a talking point, right?"

"Okay, Lothar, don't blame Varian all day."

Varian nodded obediently, and Lothar looked at Varian and the doting Ryan, and sighed softly

Lothar still couldn't talk about how his friend taught his son, but he always felt that Ryan was too doting on Varian.

Although it may not be auspicious to say this, only a king who has been weathered and tempered is a qualified king.

Varian, too young, too naive.

"Bell, tell me about your dreams." Ryan looked at this beautiful young man with interest. Although he looked like those who used their bodies to trade in the dark alley, this young man had abilities that his peers did not possess. and will

Bell hesitated for a while, although he didn't know much about royal power, he still respected the king very much.

"I dreamed of a very dazzling light." Bell honestly stated his dream

"I vaguely saw that what made up the light seemed to be a piece of... jigsaw puzzle? He told me, let me find it, find the holy light in my heart."

"It's really strange. When priests are inspired by the Holy Light, they dream of the shape of angels."

Ryan looked at Bell with interest

The belief in the Holy Light has always been the unshakable mainstream in the human kingdoms. Humans who were in the time of Thoradin the Great saw angels waving golden wings in their dreams, and inspired by them, the first priests of mankind were born.

However, there is no physical sustenance for the belief of the human kingdoms in the Holy Light. They believe in the Holy Light itself, but there is no "God" who gathers the Holy Light itself.

"This child may really have the talent to invoke the Holy Light." Ryan said to Lothar with a smile.

"Perhaps we should send him to His Majesty Fao. Well, Bell, are you planning to become a priest?"

"I... don't know." Bell responded in confusion

"His Majesty Fao has been complaining that there is no qualified royal priest in Stormwind City. Maybe Bell can become a good pioneer. Well, it's decided."

Ryan easily decided Bell's next fate, and Lothar didn't refute anything. Varian was playing with his father, but Bell was the only one who kept the secret in his heart.

He did tell Ryan everything he dreamed just now, but there was only one thing he hid in his heart.

The tangram who was talking to him not only told him to find the holy light in his heart, but also told him to ask for his own name...

Taking into account King Ryan's attitude towards the belief in the Holy Light, Bell did not tell Ryan about this. The name of the existence that gathers the endless Holy Light is

Zera, Mother of Light

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"Ahhhh!!"

A shrill scream resounded in the icy tomb, and the Samsara team member named Jie Ge ran away like a bereaved dog.

He is now full of endless regret and fear.

They were too naive and too stupid. They were all greedy for the treasures contained in the Tomb of Sargeras, and then entered here under the temptation of the reincarnator's **** "adventurous spirit".

Indeed, without starting the plot of Legion 7.0, the difficulty of Tomb of Sargeras is not that high.

There are not a lot of demons and Naga in the super difficult raid in 7.0, they thought that there were only some demons who killed careless Gul'dan.

But they were wrong. After killing those demons by various means, they ushered in a bad fate.

The first is the souls of the ubiquitous night elves. Before the tomb of Sargeras was sunk into the sea by Aegwynn, it used to be the sacred cemetery of the night elves, the Moon Temple. After it sank into the sea, these souls were The escaping fel energy twists into monsters.

Then, the ancient sisters of the moon who guarded this place mercilessly punished the humans who trespassed here.

But these are nothing. When they worked hard to bypass the guards of Aegwynn's soul-splitting soul through the reincarnation props and entered the incarnation secret room, intending to spy on the incarnation of the dark titan, the great power comparable to seven stars or even eight stars, They were attacked by titan creations.

The guard maid who guards the incarnation chamber is under Aegwynn's orders. As the secondary guardian of the Titan creation, not only is the fel energy corrupted by Sargeras' incarnation, but its own awakening procedure is also written into the void by the senior guardians who created it. The annihilation agreement of the forces.

As flesh and blood creatures, even if they stepped into the incarnation secret room with a lot of hidden props, they still haven't been scanned by Titan creations.

They were judged to be corrupted creations of the ancient gods and were ruthlessly attacked by the guard maids. The titan creations wielding arcane thunder and fel flames possessed a power that was no less than the guardian of the titan, and directly destroyed them. got their squad!

Now, there is only one brother Jie left, and he has lost half of his arm. The fel energy at the wound is burning his body and soul all the time, inflicting endless torture.

This is the price of greed.

Brother Jie fell to the ground with cramps in his legs, and his face collided with the hard ground. He tried hard to stand up, but the pain of the fel energy burning his mouth made him cry uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps appeared in front of Jie Ge along with a pair of long legs in golden armor.

He raised his head with difficulty, his eyes widened slightly, and it was Cassandra standing in front of him.

"You, how could you..."

He said in a hoarse and unbelievable voice, but at the next moment, he stopped abruptly like a cassette tape.

Now I suddenly remembered why they never had the memory of this woman...

This woman named Kassandra, all the memories about her seem to be hidden in layers of fog, the only thing I remember is the memory after she came to their team.

Other than that, all retrievals of Kassandra's memory are blank, she is like someone or some force inserted directly into their team...

Brother Jie's face was full of horror, this kind of behavior like a supernatural phenomenon——

The blade with a sharp cold glow cut off his arm without hindrance, and took his life while wailing.

Cassandra looked indifferently at the black Samsara watch in her hand, and threw it into the pocket of her left hand, which contained all **** Samsara watches.

After the reincarnators died, these beacons that should have been waved by the Lord God as the terminals of these reincarnators were intercepted by Mu Feng.

This is the method given to him by the system. As long as he invades and modifies the status information of these reincarnation watches with the signal of the Black Cube, he can rely on the false information to deceive the Lord God's ID check.

And these reincarnation watches will be used as props for Mu Feng to cultivate the next batch of black household IDs who invade the main **** space.

"What's the next task?"

Daphne slowly revealed her figure from the air next to her. Compared with her original appearance, Daphne's temperament and existence now give people a cold feeling.

"Go to the deepest part of this tomb."

Cassandra slowly took out the black cube in her palm, and the beacon was excited in the air, tearing and opening a crack in space!

More than a dozen heretics wearing praying hand equipment came to this world without a trace, and the time when the Lord God helped shield the bronze dragon was the best time for them to steal the mysterious power of Azeroth.

"The goal is to incarnate the secret room. First, we must win the Eye of Sargeras, and then the incarnation body of Sargeras."

Kassandra took a deep breath, the smell of the fel energy in the tomb inhaled a slight burning sensation in her lungs.

"The first goal is to win the Eye of Sargeras. As for the incarnation of Sargeras, if you can't get it, don't force it. Our messenger will come with the Pillar of Creation, wait for him first."

"How is your prophecy?" said the tallest heretic, who was covered in dark robes in a muffled voice.

"...I can't predict," Cassandra replied.

After entering this world, her prophecy ability can no longer be activated. It’s ridiculous to say that, I was always tormented by poor prophetic ability on weekdays, but when I lost it all of a sudden, I felt uncomfortable all over.

"Let's go, to get the secret of supreme power for Lord Rath..."

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Chapter 65. The Pride of the Elf

"what!!"

Entwined with ivy and luxurious wood, the big bed full of elf gorgeous style, as if not much time passed, the handsome elf woke up.

He was sweating profusely, his long emerald green hair was falling down, and next to him was his golden crown, but the handsome face that used to be full of the majesty of a king did not show any relaxation at all, only a huge panic.

He had a dream, a terrible nightmare.

He dreamed of Alfre Wangsen's burning flames, the flames nibbling away this beautiful jungle, the noble creatures dying of the scorching, and the elf's royal family was destroyed in the midst of the blast that ripped the sky and the earth that shattered the earth.

I have to say, this is a horrible nightmare.

He gently calmed his restless heart, got dressed, washed and tidy up everything, looked at the pale face in the mirror, and showed a self-deprecating smile.

What is he worried about? What does he need to worry about?

This is Wang Sen of Alfredo, and this is the dense forest of Wei Xian, the land of their elves!

It is connected to the Alfre Mountain, the highest peak in the western part of the continent. As the largest holy land and homeland of the elves, it towers under the huge holy king tree in the center of the forest, and the city of trees spreading outward is the king's capital of the elves.

The white holy stone built the palace of the Alf royal family, the defense here is airtight, and the power here

What is there to worry about, what is there to be afraid of?

Just to frighten myself.

King Rafael patted his face and cheered up, and at this time, the maid Aina also walked in and bowed to Rafael.

"Your Majesty, two distinguished visitors are here today."

"Huh? What is it?" Rafael casually asked while taking care of his handsome face.

"It's the messenger from Orari, and the messenger from the Lagia Empire."

The maid paused and said in a happy voice.

"The messenger visiting Orari is from the Loki family, and His Highness Riviria has also returned."

Rafael stopped, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes, but he still suppressed it.

"Cough, then take me to see that unfilial daughter." Rafael coughed, maintaining his father's dignity.

"And what about Lagia's envoys?"